Hey love,
Where’d you get those bright blue shoes?
Instead of love songs
I see you like to dance the blues.
You’re a star in the light
In the middle of the night.
All the boys are coming out.
Well now,
The news has got around.
With your see through lace and your china doll face
You’re the new talk of the town.
The suits with their mills
Show their love in dollar bills
And they’re glad to give it out.
Well you shook down Cincinnati
On your way from Milan.
All the sharks down in Miami
Are still wondering where you’ve gone.
When they ask a chance for romance
And a place to call your home
You say a week’s eight days too long.
Hey love,
See I’ve got my eye on you.
I don’t want your skin for money
But I haven’t got a clue
Why I can’t keep my mind
Free of thinking you’re divine.
I think it’s best I get out now.
Well you shook down Cincinnati
On your way from Milan.
All the sharks down in Miami
Are still wondering where you’ve gone.
When they ask a chance for romance
And a place to call your home
You say a week’s eight days too long.
Hey why don’t you pour me up a drink
Of special love songs?
You know the kind that make you think
About a harlot in the night drenched in black light.
Am I ever going to get out?
No one sees the way.
You’re an elegant minx
Not a average kink
Who would sell a cheap foreplay.
You’re my lady
You’re my star
You’re my Shangrila Di Da.
So I’m never coming out!
[Thanks to alien.amplifier for adding these lyrics]